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There was nothing but havoc In a small village between the Land of Fire and Wind, better yet known as the Hidden Grass Village. A tall dark figure who was shrouded in a robe designed with red clouds stood in the middle of the village's destruction. There had been nothing but smoke and ashes around this man. When everything began to become more clear, death revealed itself upon numerous grass shinobi along with the Daimiyo, the Grass leader Kirabe. Many lives had been taken by this one man, buildings and homes had been destroyed, smoked escaped from every pile of rubble around the village making it almost impossible for any normal human to breathe. When the time was right, the man in the middle of all this destruction vanished and was sighted on the path towards Konoha.... i

"The start of the new dawn...."

Naoshi whispered to himself as his eerie black eyes remained fixed on the path he had been walking along. The sun was revealing itself and it took on a golden orange color, its rays shot at Naoshi giving his intimidating black eyes a shine that even the devil himself would fear. Naoshi's hands were hidden within the sleeves of his robe making it seem as if he had no hands at all. His hair danced quietly in the air as the small but yet chilling breeze blew past him, his robe had also been moving in a similar motion as his hair but it made a noise similar to a shirt being shaken in order to remove its dust or filth.

After about an half hour of walking along the dirt path, the Hidden Leaf Village was in sight and this excited Naoshi but of course with such a shallow and silent personality there was no emotion on his face. No matter the situation, Naoshi's facial expression never changed even when he is in pain. The only thing the could probably make out his current mood was most likely his movements in battle, but even that wasn't always accurate since most of the time Naoshi's movements in battle have always been very crushing and unforgiving. Naoshi stopped for a moment and put his right hand out which had entered the barrier that alerted Konoha of an intruder.